BETA

No More

Nay, let me hold your empty hand,1
Though not your hollow heart !2
No weary stretch of sea or land3
Could keep us more apart.4
Never again your thoughts unkind5
Shall wound my loyalty6
These eyes that have been long so blind7
The truth too plainly see.8
Leave me, lest my o’er-tortured soul9
My set resolve belie,10
And point me to my still-lost goal,11
Moved by your single sigh !12
O hope and fear !  O love’s last light,13
That swiftly diest away,14
Give to this tempest-darken’d night15
Some earnest of the day !...16
Alas !  In your unpitying eyes17
For ever sets my sun !18
No more the tender morn will rise ;19
Hope’s last sweet day is done !20